Give Their Eyes To Time
© Surazeus
2025 08 19

When I fall from wish of the winking sun,
I consider the fish inside my mouth
that seems to speak about wisdom for me,
so I strip mask of my face off the sky
to reveal the divine soul of my heart
which consumes darkness to radiate light.

When I adjust my mind to understand
strange language of the stubborn ocean waves,
I travel country roads to farmless towns
where children practice secret devilry
in spite of music wailing from dead trees
where lonely people give their eyes to time.

When I wake from suffering of river stones
at shocking laughter of the mirror brain,
I channel voice of the people in jokes
that deconstruct our social privilege
related to how ravens trick mad gods
to lose their keys in frantic game of chess.

When I drive slowly on the winding road
among tall oaks long rotten from sad rain,
I calculate the distance I must travel
to reach the holy temple on the hill
where singing skull of Orpheus relates
chemical formulas that light the soul.

When I design new concept of the gun
as camera that beams vision of doubt,
I film progress of social liberty
every great empire grows from how to why
till moral doctrines on the legal chart
are outlined to define the wrong from right.

When I taste bitter sorrow that turns bland
at glow of jewels in electric caves,
I attend college for jesters and clowns
who lead war refugees in revelry
to forget bombing of their homes with ease
when they elect as president the mime.

When I carve prophecies on dragon bones
in attentive gamble to ascertain
obvious features of the conceptual hoax,
I unpuzzle gospel through sacrilege
which proves the best soul-forms are tetrapods
who strive to uphold freedom of the press.

When I find temple of the humming toad
in voice-echoed swamp of psychotic rain,
I study truths of history that unravel
adamant doctrine that we have free will
to perform actions decreed by the fates
who challenge each other for the god role.

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Orpheus teaches people of every age at the Academy of Skull Poetics how to give their eyes to time with calm acceptance of random chance.

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